Queers who think they're racist and yet listen to rap and think they are the shit because they wear Skin, Famous star, Alpine star, and SRH shirts and ride dirt bikes and do drugs. They usually wear Electric or Spy sunglasses. They are typically fans of Cotton Mouth Kings and Metal Mulisha. The average truck that a bro drives is a Ford F-150 with stickers of the brands listed above. Bro's typically live in Southern California. They date girls that are called Bro hoe's

Kyle hates those guys in the SRH and Famous Star shirts because they are bro's.

A redneck of sorts. Usually a white ugly short guy who wears big belt buckles(often iron crosses) and drives a lifted pick up truck. They have ugly ass girl friends who they have to be with 24/7 and they beat them too. Always hang out with other bros and are often wiggers and but always faggots. Also they like Metal Mulisha and make sure everyone knows that by putting big ugly ass stickers on their back window of their car. Just fags.

White, annoying pieces of shit from somewhere around Orange County, or Las Vegas, or Phoenix who always wear tank tops/wifebeaters, exclusively drink Monster energy drinks, advertise Monster on their shitty hats and shirts, drive shitty trucks, listen to bullshit like Hollywood Undead and Skrillex, call themselves a "bro" all the time and somehow are not really "fat", yet their width is longer than their height. They stand around 5'3" on average and think that the Xbox 360 is the only gaming console in existence and that the Gears of War series is "beast". Relatively simple concepts like philosophy, as well as post-7th grader vocabulary such as "relatively" go right over their empty fuckin' heads.

"Bro, dude, bro! You know I'm a bro, right? Fuck man, last night I went to Hollywood Undead, PARTIED, and drank six Monsters! It was BEAST! WOOP WOOP! Fuck fucking shit!"

Brother shortened. The best friend in life you'll ever have. A bro is your brother, whether related or not. Bros are always there to help eachother out. A bro sticks with you through the hardest times in life. Someone who you can just sit back, smoke some pot, and chill with.

That guy on the football team who loves The Dave Matthews Band and can (and frequently proves that he can) play the opening stanza of "The General" by Dispatch on the guitar. If he's lucky, he may have a Rasta friendship bracelet.

A guy who replaces the name of his guy friends, in some extreme cases girls too, with bro, man, or dude. A bro plays lacrosse, and/or ultimate frisbee, if he surfs that is a bonus. He always wears a hat, either backwards trucker hat or any pastel colored hat (usually sporting a logo such as vineyard vines, C+M, nantucket, etc) with slippers, topsiders, flip flops, or birkenstock sandals, usually paired with light jeans and a flannel shirt wore in some cases with a fleece vest over. When the weather gets warmer the previously stated may be replaced with brightly colored shorts and lacrosse pinnnies. He and his fellow bros are very touchy feely with each other. Most frequently used words in his vocabulary are chill, bro, sick, awww yeahh.

NOTE: He doesn't have a speach impediment, "ski" and "seff" may be added to the end of every other word out of his mouth."

"Sup bro, wanna chill at my place tonight?"
"Nah bro, I'm playin some lax with Mike, sorry man."
"No biggy, I guess I'll just pick out my outfit for tomorrow instead."
"Sounds good, maybe we can have a chillsesh tomorrow."